Did I mention that I downloaded Alpha Centauri and the add on Alien Crossfire? It's a game similar to Civilization 2, made by the same people (Sid Meier and Brian Reynolds being the big names). But unlike Civilization 2, Alpha Centauri holds up. Alpha Centuari was released in 1999 so just three years after Civilization 2. Unfortunately, there are some stability issues on modern computers. I had a great game going as the Drones and now, with about 150 years before game end, it always crashes. I tried re-installing but same problem arises.

Just like in Civilization 2, the AI is too aggressive and stupid. They'll declare war on you if you're too weak, if you're too strong, or if you're about average. There's nothing you can do, other than give them half your gold every few years, to avoid warfare. I usually find myself at continual war with every faction (except maybe one who I'll ally with and then they'll be at war constantly) for the entire game.

The wars never end because I have no interest in taking their bases and the AI doesn't know how to conduct amphibious warfare. They'll send one or two units over and hope for the best. You crush those two units and they try again in a decade or two with another two units. They never send the armada.

Where was I? Oh yeah. No tv. Really this time. I used to watch FilmOn but recently, they switched to a pay-only service. So for the past two weeks, I've watched no television at all. I don't miss it.

Speaking of which, I get letters from the TV licensing people semi-regularly. They keep saying that they're going to send somebody over but they never do.

I would just tell them that I don't have a tv but their behaviour is very poor. When I stopped renewing my tv license (six months after my tv stopped working...I didn't even bother asking for a refund) I would get phone calls and emails from them. Total scumbags. I didn't give my phone number so that I could get nuisance calls from them.

I had a similar complaint with my bank. They'd sometimes call with "deals" or something. I told them that if they ever call again, I'm switching banks and that stopped it. The person was incredulous, though. "How are we going to contact you then?" BY POST, YOU RETARD? Anything that's important will be posted. If there's some big emergency, you can call me. But when you abuse the information I've given you with ridiculous calls about your new insurance program or whatever, it makes me feel like an idiot for entrusting you with the information.

You just don't expect your bank to start hassling you. Not when you're £25,000 in credit, anyway. Okay, you offer services, that's great. But I don't give a shit about that stuff. I just need a place to store my money. And you're not even doing that, are you? My money isn't sitting in a vault some where. It's all virtual to them.

Anything else? Not working tomorrow. That's good. But I have a doctor's appointment. That's bad. It's at 1.00, though. That's...I don't know. Good that I won't have to wake up early but bad because unless you're the first person there, you might have to wait a long time because things get backed up.

There was one time in London where I waited about four hours before I was seen. People were walking out. What the hell was going on there? That was, I think, my last appointment before I moved.

Did I ever mention this annoying co-worker that I had? She was so bad, that she played a non-insignificant role in me leaving London.

I'm sure I've mentioned this before. She was an "actor" and "actors" these days like to say "actor" even if they're female. So she did too.

She was extremely vulgar. She would say that this is just how "actors" speak. Everything she did was justified by her being an "actor". She just liked to constantly remind people that she was an "actor".

For an "actor", she did remarkably little acting. She had a couple weeks off around Christmas for some Snow White and the Seven Dwarves production or something but that was it.

She was extremely loud and self-absorbed. Because she was an "actor".

So I told the two women who ran the company, "Hey...I can't do this. She's really annoying. If you can't keep me separated from her, just don't give me work."

For the most part, they managed to keep us separated but there were a few times when I had to work with her. So I'd complain again and beg them, "Do not send me to the same venue as this woman." They started to get nasty with me. "We're doing the best we can. If she's loud, tell her to be quiet."

Then they started hiring more "creative" young women and I knew it was time to leave.

They chose these cretinous, unskilled women over one of the few people in the UK who know how to use this fucking machine. It's madness. So I said, "You've made your decision, now go fuck yourself."

Do these "creative" people even realise how off-putting they are? I mean, it's some sort of narcissism that causes them to want everyone's approval and adoration but can't they see that it has the opposite effect? Be a little more humble and maybe people will take an interest.

"So yeah, I was in a commercial ten years. No big deal. Anyway, let's talk about something else. Something not about me. And at a low decibel because I realise that other people are trying to work here."